Triumphant, that was what Lucifer felt as he stood with a grin lining his face. He had told Helios the fun was only just being started, but he never did specify a time for it to truly start. His game was beginning to grow in stakes and now in many ways, he officially had stolen two of Helios’ sons. Proud of himself, the black beast let out a bugling call from where he stood on the Dunes banks.


Holding his head high, the black brute let the wind curl along his body and drag his mane all around. The strands were no longer matted with mud like they had been in the lagoon. They weren't even twisted with the vines of the jungle. He had swam back and forth a few times now and as the sea water coursed over the one filthy strands, it made them shine. The clean water of his small territory on the ruins helped when he would roll in the fresh spring water that made his land livable for drinking. The foliage was still small and scraggly, but already the stones that were once full of tidepools were greening up with grass.


Shifting his body to take pressure off of his bum leg, Lucifer finally stilled entirely. His ears were perked as he listened for Helios and Mhidas, but nothing else spoke of the demon lurking under his skin. With Mhidas, he would have to think very carefully as now he had three of the four he was allowed counting himself. Lucifer, Rieva, now Mhidas… such a wonderful small herd he did so think.